Villanelle in Subzero

Rocky Lagou

Notice of absence from Rocky Lagou
Hello dear community on MPS, I will be inactive on this website during summer, and I will not be posting poems or responding to others during this break. I hope everyone has a safe and blessed summertime. I expect to be returning around mid-to-late August. Always continue to write and share poetry; the world needs to hear your voice.

They drip like slick stalactites –

By foggy window's frost,

While the fever grows inside of me overnight.


Yes, the crying icicles glisten under moonlight –

Drowning. As if drowning in a thought...

They drip like slick stalactites.


Pale – lightheaded – sickening winter bites.

Bedbound poetry...tries to speak... but cannot;

While the fever grows inside of me overnight.


I was searching for a sprite,

But they drip with trickery - I wound up lost.

They drip like slick stalactites.


Yes, the ones that do entice –

But are rarely ever caught.

While the fever grows inside of me overnight.


My zealous heart embarked itself to plight,

For it did not discern the bitter cost that arouses these tears.

They drip like slick stalactites -

While the fever grows inside of me overnight.

  • Author: Rocky Lagou (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 19th, 2022 12:29
  • Comment from author about the poem: This is pretty much fiction galore, being that I was born and raised in Miami and have never seen snow. But it's a poem that encapsulates a deeper meaning. The central theme of this poem is implied through the "sprite," which is indicative of the life purpose every human seeks in our world. It's an introspective piece, partly inspired by Sylvia Plath's iconic poem "Fever 103." I just love villanelles, and I hope each reader enjoys my attempt at this difficult form.
  • Category: Spiritual
  • Views: 54


  • oludare Joshua

    Mind-blowing ..... thanks for this piece

    • Rocky Lagou

      Oh, this comment is so sweet of you. I'm truly glad you could connect with my words, it is my purpose in poetry. Happy New Year!

    • Crowns4Christ

      Great job Rocky,I really enjoyed it

      • Rocky Lagou

        Thank so much dear poet, it's so nice to hear from you!
        I hope you had a lovely Christmas and hopefully are enjoying this new year to the fullest!

      • hotidris

        Excellent poem about the crying icicles dripping like slick stalactites.

        • Rocky Lagou

          Hi Hotidris, thanks so much.
          The stalactites serve as a metaphor for suffering, coldness, and liberation.
          It's wonderful to hear from you and happy new year.

          • hotidris

            Happy New Year to you too, Rocky.

          • Saxon Crow

            Very nicely penned Rocky. Good ole Sylvia

            • Rocky Lagou

              Thanks Saxon.
              Yup, "good ole Sylvia," indeed.
              Her works continue to mind-boggle me, and her intelligence is beyond words, a true prodigy at heart.
              I'm really glad you enjoyed this villanelle, it's one of my favorite forms.
              Have a lovely day, and a happy new year dear poet!

            • Lucy BC

              Love this!

              • Rocky Lagou

                Hi Lucy, thanks so much for the comment, it means a lot.
                I'm happy to have resonated with you in one way or another.

              • Doggerel Dave

                When you mention that the villanelle is a difficult form I can only but agree, Rocky. Here, for what it's worth is my effort from way back:

                • Rocky Lagou

                  Hi Dave, thanks for having taken the time to read my attempt at a villanelle.
                  I wanted to convey an internal war, while contrasting it with the surrounding environment.
                  I read your poem, indeed, and left a comment as well.
                  It was truly clever - and painfully real.
                  Happy New Year, poet.

                  • Doggerel Dave

                    Rocky, if you really love villanelles I cannot but feel you are a wee bit of a masochist at heart! 🙂
                    That said, the richness of your imagery is something I could never aspire to. Congratulations.

                  • L. B. Mek

                    'But they drip with trickery'
                    a showcasing of a genuine poet's
                    burgeoning wisdom and brevity of insight
                    brilliantly executed, but beyond form
                    I treasured the poetic ambition and relatable message
                    thanks for sharing, dear Poet

                    • Rocky Lagou

                      Aw, thanks so much L.B.! This comment really means a lot.
                      When you enter a villanelle you tend to find yourself a little restricted with how much flexibility you have, being that there are two refrains throughout the entire poem you have to repeat over and over.
                      So I had to get a little creative with word "drip" and the nuances that it could implicate.
                      I'm really glad you enjoyed and could relate.
                      Searching for a purpose in life could be like searching for a fairy, only to find out it was never there to begin with.
                      Have a happy new year; can't wait to see what splendors you'll deliver

                    • 🐤s.zaynab.kamoonpuri🌷🐦😽

                      Wow its a nice form, i like the refrain, sublime muse, stalactites sound icy and fever burning in contrast. Kudos!

                      Plz also read and comment my newest poem too.
                      Wishing u a happy new year.

                      • Rocky Lagou

                        Hi dear poet, thanks so much for the love. I'm so happy to hear that you enjoyed the poem.
                        I wish you a happy new year, too, and will surely check out your poem!

                      • Joan Peters

                        For never having seen the snow, this was a beautiful piece. Even a northerner like me, buried in feet of the stuff, can recognize the feelings and meaning behind your words. Great attempt my darling.

                        • Rocky Lagou

                          Hi Joan!
                          Thanks so much for this comment, I'm low-key jelly, lol.
                          I've never seen snow ;(
                          But I must admit I'm a little dismayed to see the snowstorms that whipped around the North. The footage was terrifying, entire towns inundated with it.
                          I hope you weren't affected too much

                        • Bella Shepard

                          I've watched as icicles melt, slowly dripping, and I begin to feel the flow of your poem melding with the fever inside. Thank you dear Rocky for introducing me to this form of poetry, it is fascinating, challenging and I love it.

                          • Rocky Lagou

                            Of course Bella! Thanks abundantly for your generosity and appreciation. Villanelles are truly a time-consuming process, but they are so worth it at the end of the day. Maybe you should try one some time. Your existence is my impetus.

                          • dean langmuir

                            Hey Rocky as you can tell by your notifications I have just finished reading your last two poems after I published one.The poem I wrote is fictional and was for fun, after reading your poems its like I read them before I wrote mine, as always thanks for your inspiration even when its in hindsight, very serendipitous indeed.The villanelle is most impressive,I will have to try the format.

                            • Rocky Lagou

                              Thanks so much Dean for your kind words. Your poem was amazing as always, and I made sure to leave a comment on the poem. Villanelles are truly a form worth trying.

                            • Neville

                              bravo Rocky L .. you have dared to go where I have always feared to venture .. and I must confess, I am most impressed ........... Neville

                              • Rocky Lagou

                                Neville, you are my inspirational wellspring

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